Release The Dogs

in a moment of weakness
they've gone for the throat
prayers answered for the ruling classes
and we've swallowed them whole
heads down and hands up
our need for safety has been hijacked again
they've got their fingers
on the pulse of our mourning with knives poised
decide right now which side you're on
invest our freedom
in failure by design
hands tied with pleasure
now we're choking on their cum
guided deception allegiance to a goal
that never mattered until they told us so
blowback has blown back
into our face and ignited a war
on home turf between control and our freewill
lines are drawn
they've picked up the scent
moving in for the kill
unchained and hungry
teeth ready to feast
release the dogs